The Hazel Green herald. [volume] (Hazel Green, Wolfe County, Ky.) 1885-19??, 1887-12-16

And yet In her heart, she knew that
he was ashamed of her. aud tina. she
deserved il. Ashamed that she could
SIT IN her room. scllishly cngrossed in
making pretty articles OF dress, or
reading. while her cousin. or IA she.
too, called her. Aunt Mary. worked in
the Kitchen. the dairy. the poultry
yard, fiom days dawn till night.
She was not all scltishncss and
hcartlcssness, though there had grown
thick crust Of both over her better
nature. Her ideas of ladies and gentle
men depended largely upon clothing
and pursuit, and she had not yet quite
realized how much more nearly Johns
standard reached the desired point
than her own.
As she drew near the house the sting
of Johns words penetrated more and
more through the crust she had drawn
over her heart. until II fresh stab met
her NJ the door Looking in at the
open door, she saw Il white head
bowed in weeping, slight figure
shaken 10y sobs.
Quickly through all the selfishness
self-reproach struck ut the girls heart,
and in Il moment she was on her knees
beside the low chair. her arms around
the weeping woman.
''Oh, Aunt Mary, what is it? Oh.
please don't cry so. Oh. what has
happcned?'
"Why. Daisy, dcar"-through sobS
that would not be checked ut Il mo-
ment's notice-''don't mind me. I'm
only tired, dcarie-only tired
Could she have struck deeper?
Tired! AT seventy. homework does
become Il WEAKNESS! At seventy, it
may seem rs if one ought to rest while
young hands and active feet take up
the burdens. She was very tired, this
patient old woman, who had given her
LIES work for others; first, for her
parents; then FOR an invalid brother;
lastly, foI the Orpharr children; with
such innumcrablc acts of ncighborly
kindness rs only the recording angel
of good deeds knew.
Well might she be tired 1t was new
to her to be carcsscd. To have tender
hands lead her to her room and loosen
her dress, Il tender voice coax her to
lie down.
"Now / will darken tho window
Daisy said, land YOU are TO rest.
Sleep. if YOU can. until dinner time"
"But, Daisy, you can not make the
dinner"
Il will try" was the quick reply;
and Aunt Mary submitted.
Washing the potatoes Smelling pcasc,
frying ham, making coffee, all allowed
thought to be busy. and Daisy sigh
ingly put away some Of her day-drcams
over her homcly tasks
Il can not he n lady, she thought,
land John won't be gentleman, but
| will try to pay my share of the
debts"
She had taken of her hounccs and
hat, and put on II plain dress and large
check apron before she began to work;
and she was rather aStoniShcd, rs her
kitchen duties progressed. to find her
self happier than 81" had been since
she returned home,
When John came to dinner he was
astoniShcd to find Aunt Mary "quitc
dressed up" as she blushngly said. in
a clean print dress and white apron.
her dear old face showing no sign of
heat or WEAKNESS. while Daisy, with
added bloom and bare white arms, was
carrying in the dinner.
The new girl, ut your Scrvicc,' she
said, Saucily, as she pulled down her
sleeves. Dinner is ready, sir"
But her lips quivercd rs he bent over
her and whispered: "God bless you,
dear. Forgive me if was too hasty
this morning."
1t was u merry meal They made
play that was more than half earnest
of Aunt Mary's being Il great lady who
was to be waited upon, and not allowed
to rise from the table upon any con-
sidcration. Dinner over, John re-
turned to his blowing, and Aunt Mary.
firmly refusing to sit in idlencss. was
allowed To wash cups and sauccrs.
while Daisy made short work of pots
aud pans.
John said but little rs the days wore
on and still found Daisy at her post.
Ii was not in the nature of things for
Aunt Mary to sit with folded hands,
but it became Daisy's task to in
augurate daily maps, To see that only
the light work came To the older
hands. to make daily work less Of toll
and more of II pleasure.
And the young girl herself was sur
al h,us ,,,,,,I, Ia inNa1